Forever In The Past And Forever In The Future Novels & Stories

Are you okay with that? He tightened his hug. "It's more than okay, Athijha. Make me your home as long as you want, even if it's forever." I smiled. "Forever doesn't exist, Quel," His eyebrows furrowed. "There's only a lifetime, Quel." He rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, love. You're only mine until this life ends and in our next, next, next, next lifetime. That's the forever I am talking about."

You always want what you can't have. My voice echoed through the venue, carried to every corner by the speakers. Terrence's face turned pale. He opened his mouth to explain, but I didn't give him the chance. "To you, the unattainable is always the most desirable. But once you have something, you never cherish it. Someone like you doesn't deserve to talk about love at all." In the end, Terrence walked away, looking utterly lost and broken. I thought that would be the last time our paths ever crossed in this lifetime.

"Well, it means I'll always be with you. Forever." His eyes settled on mine softly, calm, and almost ethereal, like they were holding a promise. "And I..." I leaned into his chest, feeling his warmth, feeling home. "I was, I am and I will always be... Forever yours." The End

"Or Chloe Thorne-Cross. Or you can keep Thorne. Whatever you want." "I like Thorne-Cross. It's both of us. Together." "Together," he agrees. We sit in comfortable silence. Our future ahead. Our past behind. Our present perfect. "Thank you," I say again. "Stop thanking me." "I can't help it. You changed my life." "You changed mine too. We changed each other. That's what love does." "I love you." "I love you too. Forever." "Forever," I agree. And for the first time in three years, forever doesn't feel like a promise I can't keep.

"Ready to go home?" I nodded. "Yes. Because now, where you are… that's home." He smiled into my skin. And I knew— Forever wasn't a word in our vows. It was a life we were living each and every day. We didn't run away from our past. We ran toward our future. And each moment of it was made of love.

But even as I trembled in his arms, one thought remained. How long can this last? Because forever is just a word. And eternal is just a fantasy people cling to when they’re terrified of the end.

My brain scrambles, completely unable to process what’s happening. “I knew it was fake when we began. I know it was bound by rules and signatures on paper. But I don't want a contract anymore, Jade. I don't want a timeline. I want something real between us. I don't want any of us to walk away when this ends. I need you in my life. I want forever. With you.” A hot tear slips down my cheek, catching the candlelight. Forever. the word echoes in my mind. How can I give him forever when my own clock is ticking down to zero? How can I promise him a future when I don't even know if I'll still be alive in three months' time?

"Is it in the present too?" Don looked at him. "In a different way," he said. "The future is not contained in the present the way the past is. The past is fixed. The future is not. But the conditions for the future are in the present. The quince seedlings at the north boundary — we do not know what the grove will become. But we know that the grove will become. The future is the present's potential made actual." "The present contains the past and the potential for the future," Ernest said.

My machine, my team, my entire life’s work—it was all designed by the very events I was currently watching, an endless, self-sustaining loop of divine orchestration. "You think you have traveled through time," he continued, his expression one of profound, terrifying compassion. "But you have only stepped into my eternal present. You believe this is the past, a distance to be bridged. But for Me, there is no distance. There is no 'then.' There is only Now. I am not remembering this moment, and I am not observing it. I am inhabiting it, just as I inhabit every breath you have ever taken and every star that has yet to burn."

"I know you misunderstood me. But what happened because of that misunderstanding—it was real." "What's done is done. You can't undo it. The scars in each person's memory don't fade." "That day in Switzerland was so cold that it finally let me let go of the past." "Zane was the one who helped me move on." "Let's just move forward. Nico, Arlo, Rhett." "We had a beautiful childhood. But from now on, I'm going the way I chose. The way I'm looking forward to." "And I hope—the Nico, Arlo, and Rhett from those childhood days—can wish me well."